Haze

Haze

A Poem by dangerbooze

I love to linger
between reality and dreams
that place where floating
above a sea of blankets
amidst a sky of pillows
beneath a ceiling of snow
Where obnoxious birds
chirp their oh-so-lovely tune
It keeps me there
Do you know?
Listen to an overplayed melody
and it worms its way into your heart
Flashes of violet and magenta
Tulips that climb their way 
Up through the opaque ice
Silver stems a constant movement
Lush throw pillows
a gentle breeze 
silk against my skin
Ribbons of rose petals
flutter and dance across the floor
Tales of regret
of endless joy
echo within this canyon
Imagination flying free
Wonderful, is it not?
To be wherever I choose
enjoying the impossibilities
within my own room.

© 2010 dangerbooze


Author's Note

dangerbooze
I had fun writing this. Mostly because I'm still half-awake, but I think it turned out fine. I say this out of sleep deprivation. XD

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This has such great imagery, it's like being taken to a whole different world, I think that if every child in every school read this, before writing a story or something, like how they made us do when we were in kindergarden then maybe they'd understand the true meaning of an imagination. How to use it. How to love it. And why to embrace it. Beautiful write.
-Cathrine

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I enjoyed the descriptive wording within this. Wonderful indeed. Kudos to you.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I really love this . . . you have a great voice. Your instincts are wonderful.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Your imagery in this is outstanding! Very beautiful! I love the poem too. Very well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Love it sweetie!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This has such great imagery, it's like being taken to a whole different world, I think that if every child in every school read this, before writing a story or something, like how they made us do when we were in kindergarden then maybe they'd understand the true meaning of an imagination. How to use it. How to love it. And why to embrace it. Beautiful write.
-Cathrine

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love how you painted a magical picture, of serenity and indulging comfort! Makes me wish i could be where you are :) x

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is just great...really. I adored your use of imagery...made me feel all light and fluffy inside. A nice light read in the end....beautiful. :-)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well i liked it and that's all that matters XD

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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I'm a lazy writer. I write what I feel when I feel like it. But to be more specific, I have a constant case of writer's block about pretty much every thought that I can think of or even consider. .. more..

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